Starving America

Starving America A crushing viper created by the rich Its poison spreads through the country Strangling the working class Taking their jobs and shipping them away Their children left to starve Homes left empty as their shells rot away Squatters scramble to find anywhere dry Hungry people wander the streets looking for anything Garbage cans become fancy restaurants Spoiled and rotting food become gourmet meals Anything to keep the body and soul alive No one is safe from the viper's grasp Doctors and businessmen move to tent cities Babies are left in suitcases or killed Better they die fast than face a living hell Robberies and murders are common place Violent fighting over a crust of bread Hope died as the money faded away Soup kitchens fill with hungry families Everyone getting their one meal a day The viper has struck Grabbing America by the throat Squeezing it to cut off its life America will survive The one percent will thrive The rest of us...who knows?